Chapter 2492: 1 Stick, 1 Date

The front hall is completely decorated in the style of the Ming Dynasty. There are several paintings on the wall, one of which is an orchid, which is elegant and calm with just a few strokes.

Officials on the left, gentry on the right, and Fang Xing at the top.

Qian Ying sat down first on the left, and then said something about the loyalty of local officials and gentry to the Ming Dynasty.

Such old-fashioned talk is naturally meaningless. If it were usual, these officials and gentry would probably be lost in thought.

But today they all listened to Qian Ying's words seriously, and looked at Fang Xing from time to time. There was curiosity in their eyes, but more fear.

"...This year's copper and iron production will be 10% higher than last year."

After Qian Ying finished his report, he looked at Fang Xing with a smile.

Most of the officials were from the Central Plains, while the gentry were just the opposite, all from the local area.

Fang Xing glanced at the gentry and said, "North Korea has become more and more stable in recent years. His Majesty and the court appreciate your role very much. So Your Highness and I were originally going to go south, but we still came across the sea just to represent His Majesty to see you."

These are all clichés, but a gentry suddenly stood up, then knelt down in the direction of the capital and shouted: "Long live His Majesty!"

There were tears in his eyes, and the rest of the gentry knelt down and shouted.

Fang Xing saw the astonishment of the officials, which showed that the gentry were not so excited in the past.

He raised his hand and said, "His Majesty knows your loyalty, so he is preparing to restart the imperial examination in this place this year."

"Long live His Majesty!"

The gentry suddenly burst into greater enthusiasm, and some people actually shed tears, excited and unable to control themselves.

Since it was designated as the Provincial Administration Commission, because of the constant screening, there has been no imperial examination here, which has caused many locals to complain that they are treated differently.

The imperial examination, the imperial examination is to become an official!

If you can't be an official, then why study hard?

The action of cleaning up the gentry's annexation of land also spread to this side, but it was just a rumor and not immediately implemented.

This is to take into account the issue of people's hearts and minds.

The people are often ignorant, and the gentry, as a middle class, monopolize the right to speak, can easily deceive people, spread rumors, and amplify certain fears.

So Qian Ying has been enduring.

But now he obviously doesn't want to endure it anymore.

Fang Xing, the murderous devil, has come to Korea. If he doesn't take action now, when will he!

So he stood up and smiled, "You are all talented, I think you will definitely win the first prize."

"Thank you, sir."

These gentry stood up and wiped their tears, but the atmosphere of joy gradually began to spread.

How many people are studying in Korea? Whether in terms of knowledge or insight, the gentry present can easily beat them by more than ten streets.

So once the provincial examination is reopened in Korea, it is almost prepared for them.

Qian Ying seemed to be unaware of this and said, "Last year, the court ordered all places to clear up the donations, and I took it upon myself. At least I got an extra year's worth of grain, but this year it's not possible."

His previous words seemed to be a bribe, but Fang Xing was unmoved.

He was watching the ridiculous joy disappear in an instant, watching these gentry looking at Qian Ying in disbelief.

"Sir..."

Some people wanted to argue, but when they saw Fang Xing sitting at the head with his eyes slightly narrowed, they immediately took back their words.

This guy wants to kill people!

So the atmosphere in the front hall became awkward.

No one spoke, and these gentry were in a dilemma.

They were the group of people who decisively surrendered to the Ming Dynasty at the beginning,

As a reward, they got a lot of benefits.

Now the court wants to take back the land, then...how can they live?

But Fang Xing was sitting there drinking tea, so they didn't dare to say anything.

It would be uncomfortable to throw away those extra lands, but if they didn't throw them away, they would probably lose their lives.

Everyone stole a glance at Fang Xing from time to time, and seeing that he still looked calm, they felt more and more panicked.

"Of course, that's the way it should be."

A gentry agreed first, but his face seemed to be filled with bitterness, and he was miserable.

So everyone agreed, and the atmosphere seemed to have returned to harmony.

Fang Xing said, "Nine out of ten people in the world have cleared up the surrender, and only Korea and Yingzhou are still waiting and watching. How can Your Majesty be assured of these two places? I'm afraid it's too late to take the imperial examination this year. Let's start again next year, with county examinations, prefectural examinations, and provincial examinations. Then those who are both virtuous and talented will be promoted all the way to the capital. I would like to congratulate you here."

The eyes of the gentry suddenly became hot, and it seemed as if there were more suns in the front hall.

Fang Xing nodded slightly, and then left without saying hello.

Qian Ying said with a smile: "This is the grace of His Majesty. From now on, there will be no more estrangement between us."

It has not been long since North Korea changed to the Provincial Administration Commissioner's Office. In such a short time, the original structure is still missed by some people. Maybe they will come out to try God's will when they encounter an opportunity.

When Qian Ying was sent to North Korea as the Provincial Administration Commissioner, Zhu Zhanji personally talked to him and asked him to keep an eye on those old and young people.

So Qian Ying's main work in the past few years was to appease and suppress.

Suppression naturally cannot be separated from the Jinyiwei and the East Factory. Qian Ying took a look at the gentry who was developed into the Jinyiwei's insider, and then laughed with them, and then they dispersed.

After leaving this house, the gentry bowed to each other, and the intimate ones walked together, probably looking for a place to discuss in secret.

"Entering the official position through the imperial examination... There are few scholars here, and most of those who had good background were destroyed by the rebellion that year, so the chances of success in the provincial examination are extremely high."

In a private room of a restaurant, two gentlemen closed the door and ordered their attendants to keep an eye on them and not allow anyone to come near.

A sharp-eyed gentleman raised his index finger to his mouth, then quietly opened the window and suddenly poked his head out to look around.

Another man with gray hair teased: "Mingren doesn't care about us anymore, why are you so flustered?"

The window was closed, the gentleman came back and sat down, and said: "Be careful, the devil is coming. Think about the fire back then, who set it off?"

The gray-haired gentleman shook his head and said: "It's all over. The dead cannot be resurrected, so why do you still remember these things?"

The sharp-eyed gentleman said: "You are all confused by the copper coins thrown by the devil, stupid!"

The gray-haired gentry sneered: "Who doesn't know that after the provincial examination, there will be the provincial examination and the palace examination? But don't forget, if the people of Ming Dynasty want this place to be stable forever, we are a force that cannot be ignored, so we will take part in the imperial examination. The possibility of being elected is higher than that of Ming people. Think about the North and South Rankings back then. Emperor Taizu Gao was an old lion. He killed people without blinking an eye, but he still had to compromise. Do you understand? "

The sharp-eyed gentleman shook his head slightly and said, "That demon will definitely retaliate. Do you know how unlucky the Burmese people are?"

"have no idea."

"This is the news from the businessman. The Demon God passed by that coast last time and stayed for a few days, and then was assassinated..."

"Is it funny?"

Seeing his companion laughing, the sharp-eyed gentry said coldly: "God knows whether that assassination was true or false, but then the Burmese lost their brains."

The gentry of North Korea pride themselves on being the brains of North Korea, so the gray-haired man was immediately frightened.

"It's been a few years, and the Burmese people are said to be very stable, so why does he still come here?"

"Some people say there is a grudge, but they can't find out."

"This man is extremely forbearing, and his grasp of timing is unparalleled, so we..."

The sharp-eyed man suddenly raised his ear and raised his glass.

The two drank a glass of wine, and later someone outside the door said: "Master, there was a fight, and now they are stopped."

The two felt relieved after hearing this. The man with sharp eyes lowered his voice and said: "Now that the Ming Dynasty is at its peak, whoever dares to rise up is an idiot. Don't do such stupid things, otherwise we will break off our friendship in the future!"

His companion pointed to his gray hair and said: "No, I have sons and daughters in my family, and my son is also smart. Now I want to get more benefits from Mingren, so that my children will be stable in the future. After three generations, my family will If I can become an official of the Ming Dynasty, I will die in peace.”